I Want Him Gone ;A Markiplier/ Darkiplier story

It's You?

"Hello markimoo. Do you miss me a little if at all, any?" He asked while adding a hint of madness. Wilfred was back. He was the same devilish man but the only difference was his clothes.

"You're supposed to be dead. You got cracked in the head with a metal baseball bat. There is no way you could have survived that blow." I fustratedly said. My teeth were bared and my hands were in the forms of fists.

"Oh. No Markimoo. You could say he killed me but he didn't. He more like woke me up from some unreal life style. After he hit me, I woke up in a hospital bed, bandages wrapped around my head. The nurse told me that I got attacked by an animatronic before they came and saved me." Wilfred then put his head down and laughed.

I looked at Wilfred confused. Baring my teeth, I managed out some words. "What's so funny?" I asked angrily. Wilfred only laughed some more without answering. I wanted to punch him to make him talk.

"It's just that I know that's not true. Sure I might have gotten attacked by a Golden Bear but Nothing the less, I know I got hit with a bat. Also, it's funny that there were four puppets that were so out of place looking. One was you, one was me, one was your Box friend, and then one was a nurse. I thought that they were going to kill me." Wilfred admitted as he giggled.

Once again, Wilfred was being confusing and I was still angry. "Wilfred what are you talking about? Are you high or did you drink before you came here?" Wilfred shook his head. "I don't believe you." I admitted.

Wilfred once again, threw his head down and sighed. "Trust me Mark. I'm not making this up. I saw it with my own two eyes." He said with a tone of sadness, knowing I would still not believe him.

"Wilfred how can I Trust you. You tried killing me multiple times and I'm not gonna fall for it once more. You're a bad man Wilfred." I angrily told him.

Wilfred only laughed once more. He slowly then walked closer to me as he put his hand on my shoulder. His hand gained force and then, he slowly pushed by back onto the wall. "Mark, Your not such a good guy either. Your probably even more insane than I am. Why are you looking at me like that? What's your deal?!" Wilfred yelled in my face as he punched me.

I looked at him confused as my face stared to bruise up. He then punched me once again and I could feel a liquid slowly trickle down from my nose. "Oh, looks like Markimoo lost some blood." Wilfred giggled as he took a finger and wiped it off only to shove the bloodied finger in his mouth.

I looked at him disgusted as he giggled. "I know you must think I'm insane, or Maybe that you're insane. Only one way to find out." Wilfred then pulled out a needle filled with clear liquid and he jabbed it into my arm.

I closed my eyes when I started to hear sounds. Slowly, I opened my eyes to find Wilfred standing infront of me with a terribly large grin in his face. He only stared at me. Finally, I decided to move a little to make my position a bit more comfortable.

Wilfred then jolted forward and threw his hands around my neck. "I should have done this sooner. How long I waited to do this." He laughed in a deep voice that sounded all too familiar. Tightly, he began to squeeze as my breathes became shorter and tighter. I then stopped breathing as my eyes closed and I knew that this was the end.

When I then heard a clanging noise and hissing. I quickly shot my eyes open and was able to breath again.

"If you ever try that again, I swear I will kill you. I swear on my gigabytes that if you try to hurt him again, I will destroy you and rid of you from existence." A robotic voice angrily exploited.

Wilfred then backed up and disappeared. I turned around to face the source which was Google? "Google? I thought you were a bad guy." I asked obviously confused. He shook is head.

"No, and for your information, that was not Wilfred. That was Dark. He disgusted himself so that you would think that it was Wilfred. He knew you would trust Wilfred more then him." Google said. "Well I've helped, I must now leave. I have to clear out my memory disc." That was when he disappeared.

"Wow. What a day." Was all said before I fell on my bed and passed out.